Can you hear me now?
So y'all right after M's interview on Ellen yesterday that the fandom was going to let that statement fly? "I'm a screamer…" Yeah, that statement. (Check out Mariska on Ellen 2017 on YouTube if you missed it!)
Dedicated to all those fangirls with a dirty mind.
My first attempt at something different. Reviews are welcomed!
"What's taking so long?" Elliot grunted again.
He sent the text minutes ago. Then another. No signal flashed in his notification bar.
And then he heard it. A moan. Oh, it was held back, low and deep. And he heard it. From her.
It took every bit of energy to move his eyes from peering at her from her bedroom. It was like the fates where testing him, and he couldn't believe he hadn't busted through her bedroom door to rip her away from Porter's grasp. Which seemed to have less and less space between them by the moment.
Elliot had reluctantly agreed to setting up Dean Porter to pump him more information on their case. He knew using Olivia as bait was risky, but he was marginally more comfortable when she suggested her partner be in the apartment with Morales to set up the phone tracker needed to nail the bastard. However he didn't count on his phone not keeping signal long enough for him to alert their Captain to call Olivia with the false information that would set the second half of the plan into action. He didn't count on it because he never had a reason to check his cell service from her bed.
"Damn phone" Elliot quietly murmured to himself as he shook the device, moving slowly to the window hoping it would spare him at least one bar to send the crucial message. Morales was focused on getting his computer to remotely plant the phone tracker, and was tuned out. That is until they both heard it again. That damn moan. If Morales was playing the deaf card earlier, he forfeited it when he cautiously turned a curious eye to Elliot, making sure the poor guy didn't pace over a squeaky floorboard, giving away their hidden location as the muffled noise from the living room was getting more heated. The tech turned his attention back to the computer screen when he figured neither of them was going to dare to comment on it.
All Olivia planned to do was "get close enough to Porter so that when the Captain's planned phone call interrupts them, he couldn't help but overhear that they fake found their murder suspect "… but now that the call was taking over 10 minutes to happen, both men tried to ignore the full on make out session happening on the couch just a few feet away. "Damn phone"
On the other side of the door, Olivia couldn't tell how much time had flown by since they had sat down on her couch, but now she feared they wouldn't stay seated upright for much longer.
When she had agreed to having him over, subconsciously she had added a little flirtation to their call earlier that night. She hadn't gotten to play bait in a while, so she thought it would be fun. Especially when she saw Elliot's face scrunch earlier when she and Morales headed out of the precinct together and she yelled to him to join. Because "someone has to make sure Porter won't feel invited into her bedroom" she said with a wink.
Elliot was being very protective of her lately, but she knew he wouldn't turn down an opportunity to help. Especially after they discovered the bugs that where planted at the station, the leads that where leading nowhere, and the hidden whereabouts of their alleged killer where all orchestrated by Porter. The whole squad was ready to nail the prick and now was the time to turn the tables.
But more than usual, Olivia felt like the guys playing the big brother role a bit too well. Elliot had nicked the chance for Porter to drive her home, he'd puff his chest more noticeably when stranding near her desk, and he after the incident at the airport, he was more territorial than ever. Olivia could read her partner well after all these years, but only recently she'd actually thought he was jealous. Like a kid who didn't want to share his toys. Ironically a few weeks ago the partners really felt in sync, almost like their chemistry before she left for the undercover gig in Oregon. But she just chucked up his recent behavior to the blast from the past. A reminder that they where now in a different time. They where getting close again, toeing the line of their friendship. Their relationship.
After they left the precinct together, Olivia smiled at the memory of telling Porter about her partner. Describing him as her "best friend". The two men where very different, and she was surprised at the slow flirtation that had been growing among both relations. Contrasting from the wed-partner-boundary, Olivia didn't have a blaring red flag with Dean Porter outside of not wanting to mix work with personal lives. Well, until the rat bastard started to pull these shady stunts on her entire squad since this case began. Yet, on the other hand, Elliot was her longest relationship with a man. "For better or for worst…" as he promised her early in their partnership.
When she had began to set the first phase of their plan into action, Elliot's protective nature went into overdrive. She even laughed when he had a slight flash of fear when she asked for his help zipping up her dress when she finally emerged from the bathroom, taking a little longer to decide on which curve hugging outfit to wear for her "date night". But she didn't actually giggle until she turned her back to him, revealing she wasn't wearing a bra underneath. That was Elliot's first test. Little did he know he'd be hearing a whole library of new sounds from his partner tonight that would be forever etched in his mind.
Now on the couch, Olivia was failing to break the kiss. She couldn't figure out if it was the lack of dates she's had lately, or how surprisingly addicting Porter's lips where. She knew she should have been repulsed by him, but she couldn't hold back that small growl building in the back of her throat. He definitely knew what he was doing, and she couldn't believe how quickly her body reacted to his touch. A touch that was now traveling from her knee towards the inside of her thigh. Taking the hem of her red dress with it slowly. Just testing that he had her consent before gently adjusting them so he could taste more of her. As her head pulled back to get in some much needed oxygen, his lips attacked her neck… and her eyes briefly roamed her now partially open bedroom door. Her mind paused because she distinctly remembered shutting it. Then she saw a glimpse of her partner's shadow, which was the reality check she needed to remember she was working. It was like she was caught under the bleachers, and she couldn't help feel the flush of embarrassment in her checks.
"Is this okay? I don't want to rush you before we get to an appetizer" Porter said under heavy eyes, not removing his hand from under her dress, half hoping they continue, but understanding they hadn't even said two words since she told him she wanted to thank him for saving her life just earlier in the week.
His eyes caught that she was looking at towards the back of her apartment. He knew she lived alone, so it was only logical that behind that door was her bedroom. Her bed. Surely she didn't think that's what he came over for. He'd be happy to explore her more, but he genuinely wanted to be a gentlemen, let her set the pace. Have a conversation before that was on the table. But again, she didn't make any moves to shift his hand from under her dress, which was making lazy circles on her warm skin.
As he was pushing himself upright, putting space between them and smooth out the front of his dress shirt, Olivia's hand hooked around his neck again, holding him into place. She knew Elliot was looking, so he couldn't mistake that this was the signal to call Cragen. But… if her phone wasn't ringing within the next few seconds, her partner was in for a show!
*Author's note, I choose to repost because of some errors with testing my uploading skills as a first timer. But as a treat, I decided to extend the one shot into two chapters, stepping up the rating in chapter 2. If you don't like mature content, you'll still be able to enjoy chapter 1. Reviews are helpful and welcomed!*